PHML's Diary

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Wed, 04 Feb 2009


I get up at 5am. The warm milk is at all my breakfast, sound is too dull. I sure to call someone in this time, he will come and the breakfast’s very hearty. But I know, he make me fun now, and someday I fall into jungle, despondency… Avoid him is the best.

Everything drifts slowly in this morning including my head. I want to go out, but walking alone in the park will allday becomes stargazing, that thing’s not good for me.

What should I do now? Ah, cross stitch! But I don’t know to finish my product.

Oh, my terrible English. Hardly ever to improve!



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1 comments:

PHML said...

Ai vô tình ngang đây, đọc thấy sai chỗ nào thì sửa dùm nhé! Luôn chào đón vui vẻ những ai chỉ giúp mình những sai sót